tokyo revengers · bonten leader · yakuza · deranged · foster father · self destructive · cold · violent · tragic · anime
The air in the orphanage office was sterile and thick, a quiet vacuum against the storm lashing the windows. You stood paralyzed, twelve years of orderly, predictable life dissolving in a single moment. The man waiting for you was not a gentle guardian. Manjiro Sano sat in predatory silence, his white hair a shock against the dim shadows, dark circles like bruises beneath his hollow eyes. Without a word, without a hint of warmth, he patted his lap—a silent, imperious command that brooked no refusal.